THAT MUSK AIN'T AFTERSHAVE!
Insurance has always been a rather boring occupation. That's why I decided to venture into something else, and was feeling rather high about my prospects during that last week. I was so giddy, that when the handsome young exec came around to give me some docu-ments...as he often did... I acted quite brashly and adventurous.
"Here's that Carpenter report, Ed," he said, laying the folder on my desk and leaning over my shoulder. He straightened up.
"Thanks, Frank," I smiled up at him.
"I have to ask you...what is that stuff you wear? It's kinda musky--real earthy--I like it. Maybe I'll get me some."
"Dirty balls, Frank," I calmly stated.
"Uh...hunh?"
"Dirty balls. I've got dirty balls. That's what you keep smelling. You like it, eh?" I grinned.
He blushed, and walked away in shock. I sat there giggling to myself, surprised at my audacity. I ducked my head and started to study the report. A couple of times I looked up and glanced at Frank sitting at his glass- enclosed desk. Each time I caught him looking at me and I winked. As soon as our eyes met, he looked away.
About 10 minutes later, I glanced up again. He wasn't in his office. I figured I was making him too nervous, but suddenly I felt the heat of his breath on the back of my neck.
"Uh, you're always so well-groomed, Ed," he whispered conspiratorily in my ear, "wh...why do your balls smell so m-much?"
I turned to him, just slightly. A full twist of my head would have almost put our lips together, so I whispered out of the side of my mouth in a throaty voice.
"Well, Frank, this work is such a drag I need a diversion. So I keep my balls ripe and sometimes unzip and let the masculine fumes waft up to my nose. Makes me daydream. Sometimes I get a boner and have to go to the men's room to, you know, jack off." He gulped and rose.
"I...I see. Kinda kinky."
"Besides," I crooked my finger for him to come closer. "Sometimes my smell turns on hot guys!"
"Ummm, guys?" he blanched.
"Yeah...like you."
"NO...I...I didn't mean..." He turned around quickly to see if anyone was within hearing distance. "I'm not that way...I just thought it was after-shave or something."
I turned my chair and looked directly at him. "Well, now you know it isn't. I'm about ready to head for the men's room. Would you like to join me and maybe get a stronger whiff? You said you liked it."
"Gawd, Ed, what are you suggesting?" he hissed. "That I get down and smell your nuts? I'm a married man!"
"So what?" I smiled. "I'm leaving, you know that. Now's your chance. Who's to know? Come on. I'd like to get a sniff at your balls, too!" I got up and headed down the hall. I looked back. Frank stood, nervously licking his lips, and followed me a few paces behind.
I was about to enter the men's room when Frank clicked his tongue and jerked his head toward the executive washroom. He dug in for his key and slipped it in the lock.
"The rest are gone for lunch," he whispered, "we shouldn't be bothered for a while."
Inside, he led me into a stall. I locked the door behind me, as he settled onto the toilet seat and waited.
"I...I don't know about this," he still whispered, "but...let's do it fast!"
"Yeah, OK," I said, unbuckling my pants and pulling them down to my knees. My big cock flopped out--half hard. He stared at it...then stared up at me.
"Um, m-maybe..." he attempted to put his face to my crotch, "maybe if you lift it out of the way."
"Sure, fella." I pulled my cock up and thrust my balls at him. The hot aroma was strong enough that I smelled it, too. Biting his lip, he awkwardly pushed his face in there and breathed deeply--even touching my nuts with his nose. I pushed closer, and dropped the pungent sack over his nose and mouth.
"Oh, man!" he gasped between sniffings. "I always kinda liked the way my own balls smelled, and wished I could get down there. This is even better than I thought it'd be!"
"Aw, yeah, smell those hot nuts, Frankie baby!" I enthused. He looked up for a second.
"Now this ain't nothing queer, it's just..."
"I know, man," I rustled his hair and pulled him closer into my smelly ballsack. "Just imagine you're doing it to yourself. Hell, lick 'em if you want!"
"OH, NO!" he cried, not from disgust. "I couldn't do that. They smell too good. Besides..."
"Yeah, I know. You're not queer. That's alright. Just think of it as experimenting a little. Open your pants up. Let your smell out!"
He pulled away excitedly, long enough to pull his trousers and shorts down to his ankles. Then he dove back into my crotch. Peeking around, I noticed he had a hefty organ sitting there...getting more bloated all the time. It was a delicious sight! Delicious enough that I soon urged him away and knelt down.
"Lemme at 'em! Spread your legs so I can get in there." He pulled his cock up and out of the way. I pushed his hand away. "No. I don't mind. I wanna smell your cock, too!" I rummaged around his balls, letting his growing cock rub over my face and lips. He had a clean, midday spiciness coming from his testicles. I nuzzled them for a while, then stuck out my tongue and began to lap at them. He gasped, but didn't try to stop me. In fact, he spread his legs further apart! I licked his balls, and slowly started to make my way up his now-rigid shaft. He sat there on the toilet, resting back against the tank, his steely prick aimed for the ceiling! He was well aware that my tongue was slowly moving all over the base of his boner...but he was loving it!
"Oh...OH, OK. W-why not? Ooooh." He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face away for a second. Then he grabbed his prick and aimed it at my mouth. "Yeah, suck me off! You wanna. Blow me, Ed, blow!"
I put my mouth over his knob and sucked...just enough to get him really turned on and loosened up. I knew he'd blast soon from the unexpected excitement, and I wanted it to last a bit longer. I got him primed, then sat back licking my lips.
"Fuckin' luscious, Frank! I want you to cream in my mouth. But your balls were too clean. I want some hot smells, too." He shrugged, sorry that his nuts were too clean. I made a suggestion he might agree to.
"But I notice you got some nice smells coming up from your butthole! Why don't you get up and turn around? Let me lick your ass."
"WHAT?" B-but...I...you know...just this morning."
"Yeah, I can tell. That's alright. Smells good enough to lick!"
He didn't think twice about it. After all, he'd warned me. He was hot enough that he didn't much care. If I wanted to put my face up his smelly crack... He turned around and bent over the toilet. Quickly, I grabbed his smooth cheeks and spread them.
"Aw, fuck, man! That smells sooo good! Your asshole smells better than my balls! Relax and let me rim you out."
He did relax...at least after tensing from my initial wet touch. He hung his head lower, and moaned while I licked and sucked at his sweet anus. When I started to drive my tongue deeper, he pushed his butt back, letting me go as deep as I wanted. Quietly, but obviously gritting his teeth in pleasure, he urged me on. "Oh, nobody's ever done that to me. Suck my asshole, Ed...damn, suck it out, man!"
I sucked on his hole for a long, delicious time. His anus was getting really mushy and loose, so I stuck my finger in a little ways and licked it as I did. That greatly turned him on, and he suddenly turned around and sat back down, holding his hard meat up.
"Gonna...gonna shoot, Ed!" He pounded his prick furiously until I went down on it. Then he took his hand away and gasped, spurting a monstrous load of creamy sperm in my mouth. I drank the sweet stuff.
Catching his breath, he quickly reached down to pull up his pants.
"W-we gotta get out of here!"
"Hold on," I said, standing up and pushing him back. "I wanna get off too, Frank. Just take a second, believe me. You really got me turned on. That sweet juice of yours made me thirsty for more. Hold out your hand. Catch my cum while I jack off. I wanna lick it up." I started to slither my hand up and down my long shaft--right in front of his face. He looked a bit apprehensive, now that he'd unloaded, but he didn't put up a fuss. Instead, he held out his hand and alternately stared up at me...and at my throbbing prick.
Moaning and grabbing my balls, I made it clear that I was about to come. I was disappointed when he suddenly pulled his hand away. Dumb shit was afraid of getting a guy's cockjuice on his fingers, I thought. But that wasn't the problem. Hell, there wasn't any problem. The hand he'd taken away was suddenly squeezing my buttocks, and his sensuous lips opened and wrapped themselves around my cock knob! He didn't want the juice in his hand...he wanted to see what it tasted like!
Seeing him do that just as I was about to unload caused my balls to churn up an extra dose. A dose that began to splatter the inside of his mouth immediately! He started sucking harder...and I started shooting harder. He had a tight grip on the handful of assflesh he was feeling, and even though he was sputtering and choking on my tremendous load--some squirting from the sides of his mouth--he was game to give his first blowjob and worked me over... swallowing as much as he could!
"Ahhhh!" he finally pulled away for a breath, gulped, then began to lick my cock clean! "Mmmmm, mmmm."
"Whew! Wow, thanks man," I squeezed his shoulder. "Boy, you really went to town there! Kinda surprised me."
"M-me, too!" he blushed. "I figured blowing you was only fair, you know? So I decided to do it. I thought I'd catch it, then spit it out. But after I had it in my mouth I got a big surprise. Like it wasn't going to be a chore because it was real nice to suck. Damn, Ed. I didn't know sucking a cock was so...so neat! I got real scared. So I figured this would be my first and last time and I wanted to do it right and drink your cum and everything."
"That you did, alright!" I complimented him as we buckled up. I hope it'll always be a good memory for you."
"That's just it, Ed. I'm even more scared now. There's no way I can go on without ever tasting another guy's prick again. Shit! I'm still horny enough to suck on a few more right now!"
We exited the stall, my hand on his shoulder as I listened to his honesty. I couldn't help quipping, "Listen, go back in and pull your pants down. I'll go round up some guys and send them in!"
He stared at me--hurt--until he saw the gleam in my eye.
"Aw, you asshole! Shit, this is all new to me, you know? Besides, I'm fuckin' married!"
"And you love your wife dearly. I know. There's lots of guys like you. Believe me, what you have is worth keeping. Don't fuck it up. But you can't deny yourself when you have a taste for prick, either. It'll drive you crazy, and end up fucking up your marriage anyway. You have my phone number, Frank. Any time you get the urge for some horny male bonding, give me a call. There's still a few things I'd like to show you. We can fuck and suck up a storm. I'll keep that part of you quite satisfied, believe me."
"Gee, that'd be great, Ed. I don't wanna mess up my marriage, but I know myself pretty well, and I know since I've discovered this, I can't be satisfied without some of it once in a while."
"Think you wanna go for it, hunh? Kiss me!" I pulled him to me.
"H-hunh?" he jerked a bit.
"I like to kiss a dude when I fuck him up the ass. Let's see if you can handle that." He smiled, and mashed his mouth onto mine.
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